Can't Let Go

Time To go

i started putting every single that I owned in that big blue purse when I started to hear my cell unlock. I quickly slipped the purse under my bed. It was Mr. Blair. He asked what was I hiding. I told him nothing, nothing at all. He didn't believe that crap story. So I told him what was up. He said," we both know that Mrs.Love is not going to accept this but... I can't believe I'm saying this... But wait up for me!" I couldn't believe my ears. Mr.Blair was actually going to help me?! "Ok Hannah meet me at 11:00 tonight when everyone is sleeping at the entrance library where all the fiction books are. By then I will be done packing!" Not only was he going to help me but he was coming too! This is so exciting! I nodded my head In agreements. I finished packing and Mr.Blair quietly walked out of my cell.

It was 11:00 and I was ready! But my cell was locked! How could I possibly forget that I can't get out of my cell after 9:00. About 15 minutes later I saw Mr.Blair walk up to my cell with whelpings across his face and back. I asked him what was wrong and all he said was hurry up, Grab my stuff, and get out! So I did. He quickly unlocked my cell. He grabbed his stuff and we fled through the dark hall to the back door of Redkins Dr. Foster care. "Babe are you ok?", said Mr.Blair out of breath. What did you just call me? I asked. "Oh nothing! I was confusing with someone else. Let's keep moving though.

Usually I always felt safe with Mr.Blair but now I am not sure. I take that back. He is my only hope right now so I am not going to be doubtful. We walked to a nearby shelter and we stayed there until morning. At about 5:00am we woke up and started our journey. We walked down the road and saw a McDonald's, A Bank Of America, and a Ford Car Dealership. All of this was new to me. I never ever in my life heard of these things.

Mr.Blair brought me to a back alley and told me to wait here until he gets back. I insisted that he stayed but he insisted that he'd go because what he was about to get was important.

About 25 minutes later he came back sweating, bleeding, and insisting that we'd hurry and get out of there. We ran for a good 15 minutes before stopping to rest. "I think we lost him!" Mr.Blair said. "Lost who!" I said. "No one!" Mr Blair said. I noticed he had a big black duffel bag. I asked him what was in it. We sat down on the tall hill. And he opened it.

I saw two black creepy face masks, about 15 long, short, scary guns, 4 first aid kits, and at least 25 million dollars...